Time has a sneaky way of creeping up on you. Just five years ago, on a sunny Mother’s Day, I took to the internet to vent on how neglected, unappreciated and angered I felt and posted my very first TMTA blog post. It was either that or commit murder.
Skip ahead to 2022, and not much has changed in the appreciation, neglect, or anger department, but I’ve grown a thicker skin and have learned to let go of negativity a lot quicker. I know my husband and boys love me, even if they may not show it they way I would prefer, and that’s o.k. So, don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere. I still have loads to get off my chest.
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